Wan Qiu sat in the car stiffly, looking unusually well-behaved.
He had never ridden in a car like this before. The car was very clean and beautiful. It didn't smell like gasoline as he had imagined, but rather a faint smell of cigarettes, which was better than the smell of cigarettes on his father.
Wan Qiu looked at the man in the driver's seat. The man clearly didn't look at him, but he seemed to sense his gaze and lowered his voice to comfort him softly: "Don't worry, the hospital is not far away, we will be there soon."
Wan Qiu unconsciously tried to cover the wound with his hand again to prevent the blood from flowing and staining the car seat.
"Don't touch it." The man stopped him, "Your hands are dirty."
Wan Qiu was at a loss when he saw his palms covered in blood and dust.
Wan Qiu was taken to the hospital. The bright and beautiful hospital lobby was brighter than the most beautiful school building he had ever seen. Wan Qiu was pulled by the man and followed him obediently until he saw the middle-aged doctor in a white coat.
When the doctor was examining Wan Qiu's wound, he was about to cut off his clothes, but Wan Qiu said, "Can I not cut them? I can roll up my sleeves."
"It will touch the wound." the doctor warned.
"It's okay." Wan Qiu was about to roll up his sleeves.
"It's just a piece of clothing. If it's gone, it's gone." The man spoke up to stop Wan Qiu's behavior.
Wan Qiu pursed his lips. He didn't want this very durable piece of clothing to be cut. It was also a precious piece of clothing bought for him by his mother. He raised his eyes and glanced at the man.
When Wan Qiu looked at the man, he suddenly felt strangely as if he was being observed closely. The look in this child's eyes inexplicably made him feel a little creepy.
"I understand." Wan Qiu agreed, but such a reluctant compromise made the man very uncomfortable.
The man frowned, and somehow compromised: "I understand, I'll help you, just bear with the pain."
The man stood helplessly in front of Wan Qiu. He bent down, and in the process of carefully rolling up his sleeves, the cloth seemed to be stuck to the wound, and there was a slight tearing sensation.
The man observed Wan Qiu's expression, but found that he did not show any patience, and seemed to be really unaffected by the pain from the friction of his clothes on the wound.
However, the completely exposed arm shocked the men and doctors present. There were several bruises and redness on the thin and tender arm, and even many scabbed wounds.
"Were you beaten?" The doctor, who was very familiar with all kinds of injuries, suddenly glared at the man behind Wan Qiu fiercely, wondering whether to call the police.
"No, I was not beaten." Wan Qiu suddenly said.
"You weren't beaten..."
"I was not beaten." Wan Qiu expressed his position very firmly, and the doctor hesitated.
"Sorry, doctor, please take care of the wound first." The man looked at the marks on Wan Qiu's arm with a complicated expression, and suddenly turned around and walked out.
When the doctor saw the man leave, he asked Wan Qiu seriously, "Don't be afraid. If you are beaten, just tell me and I will call the police for you."
Wan Qiu just shook his head.
The doctor frowned, feeling helpless.
When the man who left came back, he brought someone in.
Wan Qiu turned around to look at the other person, but his attention was inexplicably attracted by the people the man brought with him.
The man was slightly shorter than the man, but his aura was much superior to the man. He was a middle-aged man, wearing simple summer clothes, with his hair neatly combed. He had an extremely handsome appearance, a tall and slender figure, and looked somewhat elegant.
After the middle-aged man came in, he kept looking at Wan Qiu. Wan Qiu raised his eyes to observe the middle-aged man's expression. The other party's eyes were complicated, mixed with many emotions that Wan Qiu could not understand.
"You are..." When the doctor saw the middle-aged man, he hesitated at first, then was surprised, "Mr. Chu? You?"
"Treat the wound carefully." Chu Jianshu saw the wound on Wan Qiu's arm, his expression dimmed and he remained silent.
"Ah, yes." The doctor didn't understand, but he vaguely realized that the child in front of him might have some relationship with Mr. Chu, so he was gentler than before when facing Wan Qiu. "Don't be afraid, although it hurts a little, this is how sterilization works, just bear with it."
Wan Qiu nodded, and the doctor's movements were very gentle.
Chu Jianshu stared at Wan Qiu's profile. Wan Qiu looked at the wound, which was a little hideous, but Wan Qiu didn't seem to feel the pain too much. His expression was calm, his body didn't have any reaction to the pain, and his eyes were peaceful.
A little weird.
Wan Qiu's wound has been bandaged with snow-white gauze, and the wound on his hand has been re-applied with medicine.
"Although there doesn't seem to be any problem at the moment, we'd better take an X-ray to see if the bones are affected just in case." The doctor operated on the computer.
"Doctor, please give this child a blood test." Chu Jianshu said.
"Draw blood?" The doctor was a little confused, but he would just prescribe whatever Mr. Chu said. "Okay, I understand."
Wan Qiu looked at the doctor, who operated something on the computer and gave a prescription to the man.
The man took the list away, and Wan Qiu couldn't even see what was on it.
Wan Qiu kept walking with the man, taking X-rays, drawing blood, and doing whatever he was told to do without any resistance, except to occasionally look back at 'Mr. Chu'.
Mr. Chu's eyes looked strange. It didn't seem like he wanted to ask anything of him, nor did it seem like he wanted to say anything.
Wan Qiu didn't know how to judge, so he remained silent and didn't say anything.
While sitting side by side with Mr. Chu waiting for the movie, Wan Qiu lowered his head, always looking at his legs, as quiet as if he didn't exist.
Unexpectedly, it was Mr. Chu who had been beside him who broke the silence first: "Does it hurt?"
Wan Qiu glanced around and saw that there were only the two of them. After confirming that he was being talked to, he replied, "It doesn't hurt."
"Were you scared during the car accident?" Chu Jianshu asked again.
"A little surprised." Wan Qiu replied, "surprised, not scared."
Silence fell again.
Wan Qiu was not curious about the man next to her, but was puzzled by his behavior of deliberately talking to her.
Why talk to him?
Wan Qiu couldn't understand.
When Wan Qiu followed Mr. Chu, he saw a long line at the doctor's office, but they went straight to the front.
"Fortunately, no bones were injured." The doctor received them first. After looking at the film, he said, "This child is very patient. The flesh injuries are quite serious."
"Thank you, doctor." said Mr. Chu.
"Oh, no, no." The doctor was obviously flattered.
Can I go now?
Wan Qiu was confused and looked at Mr. Chu's face. He realized very clearly that this person should be the one who could really speak usefully at the moment. However, unfortunately, he did not get any request from Mr. Chu.
Wan Qiu saw the driver again in the hospital lobby.
The driver's face was ashen, and the tall blond man standing next to him was cowering like a chicken being carried away by a villain.
"Let's discuss it and settle it privately." As soon as the driver saw Wan Qiu, he immediately suggested anxiously, "Call your parents and I'll pay for it."
The two tall men looked at each other, and Mr. Chu half bent down to accommodate Wan Qiu's short height, and handed his cell phone to Wan Qiu: "Call your parents and ask them to come over."
Wan Qiu took out his phone and saw the wallpaper on Mr. Chu's phone. It was a photo of a family of five. All the family members were very good-looking, and the hostess was as beautiful as a star.
It looked like a photo taken when they were young. The woman didn’t look well and none of the family members were smiling.
Without taking a closer look, Wan Qiu dialed the phone number.
Chu Jianshu reached out and dialed the number for Wan Qiu, and even pressed the hands-free button.
"Who is it?" came the hazy and sleepy voice of a woman, with obvious displeasure at being woken up.
Wan Qiu hesitated for a moment, holding the phone: "Mom, it's me."
"Are you crazy? Where are you calling me from?" The woman became impatient and sharp as soon as she heard Wan Qiu's voice, and her attitude was obviously bad.
"I'm in the hospital. I was in a car accident and some kind people are helping me." Wan Qiu briefly described the current situation.
"What do you mean? You want me to pay?" The woman raised her voice instantly, "You are such a loser, such a bad luck..."
The continuous curses made Chu Jianshu look unhappy, and a layer of gloomy aura condensed on his elegant and handsome face.
Wan Qiu turned a deaf ear to those unpleasant words, without any change in expression, and just said: "It's not mom, it's the driver who asked me to find you. He said, let's settle it privately, give me money."
"Give me money?" As if she had heard the money, the woman's voice became more sober and she was obviously interested. "Okay, which hospital are you in? I'll be there right away."
The contrast was too strong. The two tall men who had been listening nearby couldn't help but glance at Chu Jianshu's expression in fear.
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